Chapter 990:
With his full weight unexpectedly pressing down, Christina feared he might get hurt—so much so that in her panic, she tripped over her own feet and sent them both tumbling onto the adjacent hospital bed.
Christina ended up underneath Dylan, their bodies pressed so close that their hearts seemed to pound right against each other.
As they fell, their lips brushed—though in truth, Dylan had angled himself deliberately, stealing the accidental kiss.
Christina went completely still, eyes locked on his face, caught up in the warmth of his breath and the subtle, familiar scent that was so uniquely Dylan. That faint aroma drifted into her nose, filling her senses and making her want to inhale more deeply.
Time seemed to pause as their gazes met, leaving only the sound of shared breathing and the wild rhythm of their hearts in the quiet.
Christina’s pulse hammered in her chest, and the rush of it made her feel dizzy—but deep inside, she found herself wanting to move even closer to him.
Dylan’s jaw tightened, fighting against the urge to lean in and kiss her—barely managing to keep himself in check, even as the feeling threatened to break through.
A wild urge tore through him—he wanted nothing more than to pull her in, hold her so tightly that their hearts would beat as one, as if only by erasing the space between them could he quiet the ache inside. If he could just keep her close, maybe they’d never have to let go—now or ever, in any lifetime.
Their faces inched closer, each breath blending with the next, and just as their lips hovered at the brink of meeting, the door let out a shrill creak and swung open.
“Hey, Christina, Dylan—wait till you see the treats we grabbed for—” Chloe’s sentence cut off as soon as she caught sight of the scene in front of her. The spark in her eyes betrayed her delight, her mouth fighting hard to hide the grin that threatened to break free.
𝗟𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺: ⲅⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀．ⅽ𝗼𝗺
Eloise, meanwhile, was frozen in place, her mouth slightly open, eyes wide in pure shock. Did they just kiss? If things had gotten this intense, heartbreak seemed almost inevitable for her little brother.
“Oops, didn’t mean to interrupt—don’t let us stop you!” Chloe teased, backing out with an exaggerated wink.
“It’s not what it looks like,” Christina said, her cheeks glowing as she pushed Dylan away and quickly stood up.
Dylan, who had been feigning weakness, barely steadied himself before remembering his act—his steps faltering into a stagger, as if on the verge of collapse.
Without thinking, Christina lunged to catch him, but her own balance slipped, and both tumbled back onto the hospital bed.
Now the tables had turned—she ended up sprawled on top of Dylan, her lips brushing his ear, both of them caught in a breathless pause.
From the doorway, Chloe couldn’t resist blurting out quietly, “Whoa,” her face bright with barely contained excitement.
Chloe threw a hand over her eyes, but her splayed fingers gave her away—she was watching every second, not missing a thing. No way! She was already getting more drama than she’d bargained for—was she about to witness a full-blown, “adults-only” scene next?
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